Across the corridor, I see your face radiant as ever,
I want is to say " Hi " but sadly I cower.
And then on the soccer field, I see you move with complete grace,
winning my heart with your every pace.
Under your heated gaze, I stumble, I fall
This treacherous game called love isn't for all.
Tall, Dark and Handsome the specimen of divine finesse
While here I am just another girl, a holy mess.
Smitten I stand unable to move,
While my heart dances to its own groove.
Every morning I drag myself to class,
Hoping a wayward smile, my way may pass.
With a friendly embrace, you shattered my walls.
This treacherous game called love isn't for all
Broken am I,
A little I die.
When by your side, the popular girls I see battling for your attention.
But there is nothing I can do to ease my aching soul,
For I don't know the rules of seduction.
Compared to all the Barbies, I feel so small.
This treacherous game called love isn't for all.
Senior Year is over, its time to say goodbye.
My heart is gripped by sadness and all I can do is cry.
Never again will I see you in the corridor, nor you ever my way glance,
For too scared was I of heartbreak and failed to give love a chance.
Never will I know your touch, my love!
Never will I feel your tender embrace.
Thanks to my cowardice this tragedy on me befalls,
Sadly this treacherous game called love isn't for all.
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
Across the corridor, I see your face radiant as ever,
I want is to say " Hi " but sadly I cower.
And then on the soccer field, I see you move with complete grace,
winning my heart with your every pace.
Under your heated gaze, I stumble, I fall
This treacherous game called love isn't for all.
Tall, Dark and Handsome the specimen of divine finesse
While here I am just another girl, a holy mess.
Smitten I stand unable to move,
While my heart dances to its own groove.
Every morning I drag myself to class,
Hoping a wayward smile, my way may pass.
With a friendly embrace, you shattered my walls.
This treacherous game called love isn't for all
Broken am I,
A little I die.
When by your side, the popular girls I see battling for your attention.
But there is nothing I can do to ease my aching soul,
For I don't know the rules of seduction.
Compared to all the Barbies, I feel so small.
This treacherous game called love isn't for all.
Senior Year is over, its time to say goodbye.
My heart is gripped by sadness and all I can do is cry.
Never again will I see you in the corridor, nor you ever my way glance,
For too scared was I of heartbreak and failed to give love a chance.
Never will I know your touch, my love!
Never will I feel your tender embrace.
Thanks to my cowardice this tragedy on me befalls,
Sadly this treacherous game called love isn't for all.